Strange Love

Yes. I love washing machines. For they twirl and clean. I can and do spend hours just looking at you.

Posted happily from a lovely laundry room.



And on the pedestal these words appear: 
"My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings: Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!' Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare, The lone and level sands stretch far away".


Mid-may melancholy

Officially 27.
Let's celebrate: